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It’s Alright to Cry

Do you ever have those days where you just want to cry it all out?

All of your exhaustion, frustration, pain, grief.

I experienced one of those days recently, while walking around the city, and cried under a tree in a church courtyard. I didn’t expect to cry while out and about, but all of my emotions from the week hit me with such great force that it all just came pouring out. I had my journal with me, so I sat under the tree and allowed myself the space to just cry. I’m sure anyone who passed by thought I was crazy, but I honestly had so many bottled up emotions, I wasn’t really concerned about what anyone thought.

I took the photo below a couple of hours later, when I had taken enough time, collected my things and grabbed some much needed coffee and food nearby. (Post continues below photo)


I used to live under a mindset that I had to keep it all together or think positive to make my life better. Living this way made my anxiety and heartache so much worse.

I have found that crying is incredibly good for my soul. It helps me to tap into a deeper part of my soul, to tune in to how my heart feels. It allows me to just feel and not judge myself for it.

I do have moments where I don’t know why I’m crying, but I know my soul and heart know. I trust the process and feel tension leaving my body when I let go of the tears.

For me, crying allows for time to pass, which is usually the self-care I need. Super simple…time.

If I try to do one million things on my task list, reach out to a bunch of friends or even distract myself, I start to feel irritable, grumpy and very anxious.

It’s when I allow myself to turn on a moody playlist, listen to the same songs on repeat, cry, take time, maybe even read, and cry some more that I feel some relief. I may not always feel 100%, usually I want to take a nap after crying and that’s okay.

Crying is exhausting just like all of the difficult emotions it helps to release, but it creates space for vulnerability, for introspection. Crying has helped me to learn more about the things in my life that need some attention, some healing or some kind of change.

I cry and now accept myself as a pretty frequent crier. It has helped me and I’m so so glad it has opened up a space for more self-love and compassion.

Challenge: Next time life feels overwhelming, don’t bury all of the emotions, grab some tissues and a cozy blanket or find a space that you feel safe, and cry until your heart feels just a little more at ease.

xo Joni Marie

We Are Not Our Circumstances

Anxiety and OCD can cause a lot of feelings and emotions to stir up.

Feelings of grief, devastation, questioning my identity, choices, and analyzing every single mistake. Evaluating my responsibility in everything and ultimately feeling like a failure. ON REPEAT, day after day. These feelings fully encompassed me recently and made me start believing that I was those feelings. That I was my present circumstance. 

Going through some really difficult life situations over the past year sent my anxiety and my lifelong struggle with OCD into a downward spiral. The biggest issue was, I didn’t know I was experiencing such deep grief and feelings of loss for months. It caught up with me and it can be completely overwhelming some days. 

I write this as I’m in the process of healing and definitely do not have life figured out right now. Quite the opposite. 

I ended up quitting my job which I worked really hard to move up at for almost three years and where I could support others and was promised growth. It was a hard decision, but I felt like it was time to fully take care of myself, to focus on myself without the busy weeks I encountered at my company. It has been a rough past couple of months to say the least, but incredibly necessary to my humanity. 

I have felt like I’ve lost pieces of myself for the past decade, and like I’ve been trying to pick up those pieces this past year, except I keep dropping the pieces and losing them to circumstances, anxiety, and feelings of loss. It can be a vicious cycle. And yet again, the thought likes to present itself that I am my circumstances. But how untrue that is. 

I recently came to this realization, that I may just need to let go of a lot of those pieces. Those pieces of self-doubt, blame, feelings of failure, of wanting so desperately to be in a relationship again. Ones I thought I needed to be a part of me or my life, that actually never fit or made sense. Kind of like they were never supposed to be a part my life in the first place, but I picked them up thinking they could fit somehow, that they should be things I felt or thought. Slowly I started to realize that God had given me brand new pieces, but still they are all still mixed up and I’ve wanted to avoid even looking at them or trying to put them together, and have wanted to skip ahead to see how my life will turn out (which creates a lot of what ifs and increased anxiety btw). 

The best analogy I can give for this thought was when I was visiting my family recently and my mom decided we should put together a puzzle, a 1,000 piece puzzle –– okay mom, I see you. She laid out all the pieces and started to group them by color and outside edge pieces. As she was doing this, I of course reached for the box with the picture on it to see what it was. And boom, the thought occurred. Looking at the picture is not going to help me put together the puzzle any faster and it kind of takes the fun out of it. Looking at the picture actually overwhelmed me and reminded me of how many pieces were laying there in front of me.

I then started to compare it to my life, like I do with everything, that God had given me all the pieces and even started to put them into different sections for me, but doesn’t want me to look at the end picture yet. Because he knows it would probably overwhelm me and that I would probably not want to have some of those pieces essential for my growth and learning. That I would have to trust that the end result is something beautiful, and just focus on putting one piece together at a time. WHOA, I thought, I’m so bad at that. Like extremely bad at that, but I’m working on self compassion so here we are. 

And then, another thought occurred just as my mom was continuing to put the pieces in sections...I don’t have to put this together by myself, another whoa moment. If you’re reading this and have experienced anxiety or OCD, it can feel like you’re in it alone. I have definitely thought that and have had to be reminded that I’m not alone. Support is out there, whether it’s family, friends, support groups, therapy, etc. –– Find your people and they will love you through your life and help you put the pieces together. 

Ultimately I’m choosing to embrace the thought that I can’t see the end result, the end picture. I have to focus on one piece of my life at a time. I have to feel one day at a time, even if it feels sucky. That I don’t have to hurry up and get over any feelings. Rather, I should be taking care of myself, finding out what I like and enjoy in life, and giving myself a high five at the end of each day, just for making it through another day. The biggest lesson –– I am not my circumstances. 

Yes, life with anxiety sucks, but it doesn’t mean life is over and that beautiful things can’t simultaneously exist. I think puzzles kind of suck, but I always love putting them together with others and the satisfaction they bring once complete. 

You may want to see the end result right away like me, but instead try to take a different approach and free yourself from trying to have it all figured out at one time. Don’t define yourself by your circumstances. It’ll open up more space for being loving and compassionate toward yourself and others, and will give you the freedom to really explore aspects about your own personality that you might not of even known about. 

We are lovely & brave, we are not our circumstances. 

xo Joni